Whatever You Need: (A Chicago Mafia Syndicate) (Castaletta Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
The jeans and t-shirt she wore looked good on her. Normal. "Yeah. I got the make and model of the car." I glanced back down at the monitors and pushed a few buttons to make the tape rewind. "Come here and you can see what I'm talking about." She chuckled. "Eddy. I was in the car. I already told you the make and model." "Alright, smarty-pants. Get over here and tell me you also got this in the middle of your showdown with the bastard." I pointed to the license plate and wagged my eyebrows at her. "Yeah, you got me there." She leaned against the desk, her leg brushing subtly by mine. "Ha! You're not as brilliant as you thought." I winked at her and turned back to the screen. "Thanks for killing my self-esteem today." "Oh no, I didn't mean to do that." I reached for her as she turned to walk back toward the door. She paused at the opened and glanced over her shoulder, her expression unreadable.
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